The Joker's New Pet

Okay let me know if this has any mistakes in it. I copied and pasted it off of word and sometimes when I do that, word adds a bunch of messed up mistakes gr. Oh and I almost had to ake a cold shower while writing this scene. It may have come out corny. But I still had a great time writing it LOL. Oh for the knife thing..yeah I'm not into the knife thing. So probably wont ever write about that lol sorry! Sharp objects just aren't my thing when it comes to sex lol. Well I hope you guys like this anyway :P.

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“She must never know the truth Jack. She must never know. What she doesn’t know can’t hurt her. Yes…Stacey Gordon. Little blond chubby cheeked Stacey Gordon. You shall be forever mine, my little Emma Napier look alike.”

A voice chanted this in the Joker’s head as he called Stacey into the bathroom to meet him. Stacey giggled bashfully when she saw that the bathtub had been filled up to the top with bubbles. Little Ace tried following her in, but the Joker quickly shooed him out. “No, no Ace. This is a private moment between my little bunny and I,” he spoke softly to the puppy, and gently pushed him out with his foot then shut and locked the bathroom door.

Stacey could already feel herself blushing when the Joker turned in her direction, and stared her down with predatory eyes. He started to loosen his tie then he slowly began sauntering towards her, a sly smile stretched across his painted face. He pulled his tie off and tossed it on the floor like a rag. He gave Stacey a look like he was ready to attack. “Come here baby bunny,” he ordered softly in his ‘Jack’ voice. He reached for Stacey’s skinny arm then lightly tugged her into a firm embrace, his hand rubbing up and down her back possessively.

He planted light kisses all over her face and neck, as his hand snaked up under her little pink nightgown. She was still only wearing a nightgown and panties, making it easier for the Joker to undress her. He pulled her nightgown up over her head and tossed it on the floor and Stacey subconsciously put her arms over her breasts and shivered from the sudden chill do to her nakedness. The Joker…Jack smiled endearingly down on her, finding her sudden shyness to be quite cute. He had to remember that this was all still rather new to the brainwashed Stacey. It was like they were new lovers who were still discovering each other. Or at least, she was still discovering him. Discovering him in a whole new light. Yes, she must never know.

The Joker pulled her against his firm body again and stroked her hair. He gently guided her hands up to the top of his shirt, where Stacey shakily undid the first three buttons at the top revealing a bit of his solid chest underneath. She was still blushing profusely, and the Joker chuckled dotingly at this. He towered over her making her feel so tiny and helpless. Yet somehow, as his arms snaked tightly around her small frame, she felt safe and secure. Sheltered from all the troubles of the outside world. Sheltered in this odd clown’s strong embrace.

The Joker leaned down and gently rubbed his warm cheek against hers. Then Stacey could feel his hot breath tickling her ear. “You’re daddy J’s precious baby bunny, aren’t you little girl?” he whispered softly. He pulled away from her cheek a little leaving a slight smudge of white makeup on her skin, and Stacey gasped as he planted a very light kiss on the slope where her shoulder met her neck. His hand gently trailed down to her round bottom, where only the thin fabric of her panties covered her cheeks. “Aren’t you?” he whispered again.

When she didn’t answer, he gently slapped her bottom, enjoying the feeling of it jiggling from the impact of his hand. “I want an answer baby bunny,” he said in almost a scolding tone of voice.

“Y-yes,” Stacey breathed, as the Joker was now rubbing her bottom, making her melt at his gifted touch.

“Yes what?” the Joker asked gruffly, still stroking her bottom.

“Yes daddy J,” Stacey whispered obediently. A small smile pursed the Joker’s lips.

“And what are you little girl?” he whispered in her ear again.

“I-I’m daddy J’s baby bunny,” Stacey mumbled. The Joker’s smile broadened.

“That’s right, you are,” The Joker cooed lovingly. Both of his hands now grasped her bottom and he pulled her hips against his own, forcing her to feel his hard erection underneath his pants. Stacey’s neck almost strained from looking up at her tall clown lover, and the Joker stroked the back of her head. He looked down on her masterfully, but adoringly. “Are you daddy J’s precious, adorable little girl?” he beamed.

“Yes daddy J,” Stacey cooed, her cheeks now flushed vibrantly. The Joker was pleased.

“Mmm. Oh aren’t you just so a-dor-a-ble?” he snickered, and gently pinched her cheek. Stacey squeaked as he unexpectedly lifted her up over his shoulder, and peeled down her panties. He effortlessly slid them down her legs then tossed them on the floor to join her nightgown. He laughed and gave her bottom another hearty slap and then gave one of her nicely toned thighs a good squeeze before setting her back down on the floor. She wobbled a little before the Joker abruptly yanked her into yet another embrace, fighting his animal urge to rip her soft little body apart and bathe in her blood. No, Jack would never let that happen. Never.

“Oh yes, you are irresistibly adorable little one,” he breathed huskily in her ear. “Time for daddy J to give his baby bunny a bath.”

Stacey yelped again as the Joker easily picked her up like a feather and gently set her down in the bubble filled tub. Another small gasp exited Stacey’s lips as the steamy warm water soothed her skin. The Joker rolled up his sleeves, and picking up a washcloth, he lightly ran it over Stacey’s breasts and stomach.

He suddenly grabbed the back of her head, and yanked her towards his mouth. He pressed his face against hers and massaged her lips with his own. He kissed her softly now, and passionately. Almost the most passionate loving kiss he had given her yet. It was a Jack kiss. His lips sucked on hers ever so gently now, igniting a fire within her. The combination of the Joker’s gentle kiss against her sensitive lips, and the comforting feeling of the steam from the bathtub opening up her pores almost had Stacey feeling lightheaded.

Stacey was unaware that the Joker had set a surprise for her underneath the water. It was a nice little bath toy for her to play with, or perhaps for him to use playfully on her. Stacey sucked in her breath as the Joker continued to kiss her fervently and sneak his hand underneath the water, his fingers lightly brushing against her sensitive pussy along the way. He was reaching for something under the water, now feeling his way around the tub between Stacey’s legs. When his hand found what it was looking for, Stacey felt him smile against her lips. When she tried pulling away from him a little, he firmly held her head in place, forcing her lips to remain against his.

He turned on the toy underneath the water, causing a bubbling sound to occur. Before Stacey could react to the noise, she nearly leapt out of the water when she felt something vibrating against her inner thigh. The Joker now pulled away from her and chuckled at her reaction. “I got my baby bunny a bath toy for her to play with,” he whispered slyly.

“Oh, he, ha,” Stacey giggled almost nervously, as the Joker continued to tickle her with the small pocket massager. He ran it gently over her feminine folds, and Stacey bit her lip, her body beginning to involuntarily shudder in response. When he felt like she was getting close, the Joker turned it off, and then placed the wet vibrator on the floor.

“That was heh, fun seeing my baby bunny shivering like that. Very sexy indeed,” the Joker snickered. Then leaning into her ear again, he said “But uh, I’d much rather make you climax myself, without the use of any battery operated toys.” He licked his lips.

He continued to wash her, rubbing the bubbles all over her breasts and tweaking her nipples. After giving his little bunny a thorough scrubbing, he stood up and then pulled her up with him, giving her another quick peck on the cheek. Stacey immediately began shaking from the cold again do to being wet. “Cold, cold,” she said quickly, rubbing her hands over her arms.

“Sh, sh,” said the Joker. He yanked the showerhead off of its holder and pointed it away from Stacey before he turned it on. He felt the water with his hand, testing it to make sure it was just right before running it over Stacey’s body, warming her up. He ran it over her pussy and chuckled, giving Stacey one more long and passionate kiss before placing the showerhead back on its holder and then draining the tub. The Joker smacked his lips and winked at Stacey before sliding the shower curtain closed.

Stacey let the water run over her shoulders, rinsing off the bubbles that accumulated over her skin. “Daddy J?” Stacey called, wondering if he had left the room. When she didn’t get an answer she turned her face towards the running water, shutting her eyes and letting it spill over her head. She jumped a little when she felt a gush of cool air blow against her body, as the shower curtain was ripped open again.

The Joker climbed into the shower with her, and quickly yanked the curtain closed behind him. Stacey suddenly felt him pull her against his hard body from behind. She felt his naked erection pressing against her bare bottom as he hugged her firmly. He groped her breasts and kissed her shoulder. “Such a sexy little bunny,” he purred in her ear. “Turn around and look at me little one. Turn around and look at your daddy J,” he ordered.

Stacey did what she was told, and slowly turned around to look at her naked shower mate. He grinned down at her, his large erection poking up and saying ‘hello.’ Stacey noticed little markings all over his body. Markings from knife wounds and scars from where a bullet might have grazed him, and scars from brawls he had gotten into in the past. His body was flawed. It was flawed but beautiful. There was no denying that he was a rather handsome man, despite is imperfections. Perhaps his imperfections made him even more alluring. Made him unique.

Stacey trailed her hands over his solid chest and the Joker grabbed her hands gently and kissed them. His face still covered in makeup, he flashed her another toothy grin and then kneeled before her, his hands sneaking up to her bottom and groping her wet cheeks. Stacey giggled a little as he began kissing her knees. Then he made his way up to her thighs. She giggled some more from the tickling sensation as the Joker kissed, sucked and licked her inner thighs. Then he very lightly brushed his lips over her pussy where he gave her feminine folds soft little pecks.

Stacey almost yelped as he put more pressure on her bottom, forcing her hips to go forward where he gave her pussy a good lick. Then he made his way up to her hips, lightly kissing them on the sides. Then he kissed her stomach, his tongue darting into her belly button and his lips sucking on her ticklish skin. Stacey couldn’t help but giggle some more. The Joker…Jack loved the sound of her sweet voice chuckling in delight.

Stacey grabbed his hair, as he trailed his lips up even further to where he was kissing and licking between her breasts, sucking with so much passion it was as if he was worshiping her body. He started to use more pressure as his animalistic instincts began to come forth. He stood up completely again, firmly holding Stacey in place now so that he wouldn’t push her over while his mouth attacked her breasts. He suckled on her nipples rather roughly, almost to the point of hurting her. But Jack came forward again, keeping the Joker tame. He would keep the Joker subdued during this. This was his moment. Jacks moment!

His mouth found its way to her neck again, where he sucked possessively. His teeth nibbled on her neck a little, but not to the point of drawing blood. He gnawed on her skin just enough to where it was pleasurable, his teeth lightly digging into her neck. Stacey could feel her blood pumping through her veins and now it was as if her entire blood supply had accumulated in her vagina. She was throbbing so much she almost swore she could hear her own pussy thumping.

The Joker pressed his lips against hers again, his tongue claiming dominance in her mouth. Stacey felt him slowly forcing the both of them to turn around, so that the Joker’s back was now turned towards the showerhead. Their lips parted and Stacey leaned her head against his chest, enjoying the feeling of closeness and listening to the Joker’s heartbeat as the warm water sprayed down upon the intertwined couple.

The Jokers makeup began to run off of his face, spilling down his body in a heap of red, white and black color. Stacey pulled away from him again and watched his makeup run down his face and chest. The Joker smiled down at her endearingly, and Stacey’s eyes widened as she watched the man underneath the makeup slowly come to surface. His smile broadened at the expression on Stacey’s face. Now he was grinning at her with a curiously soft expression, his chocolate eyes twinkling with unusual kindness.

This was not the Joker who was looking at Stacey so lovingly, so adoringly. It was Jack himself. Jack currently had full possession of this body, and it was he who was smiling down on Stacey with his unearthly beautiful features. With his thick dark blond hair spilling wetly about his face, his gorgeous brown puppy dog eyes and boyishly cute smile, his scars were almost invisible. It was clear that whenever he slapped that red lipstick on his face it made his scars appear worse than they really were. It enhanced them. But without that red splotchy paint puffing out his scars, they really weren’t all that bad.

And for that brief moment, as Stacey and Jack made loving eye contact, Jack could almost thank her for reawakening his old self. It felt good to be free if only for a moment. To get a slight taste of his former self, he who had lain dormant for all these years as he watched the Joker cause so much destruction and completely take over his life. He knew it couldn’t last long though. The Joker would come back. He always did.

The Joker turned Stacey around so that her back was resting against him again. He rocked her in his arms and groped her breasts some more, stroking and kneading them. She felt his hard member rubbing against her bottom once more, and the Joker inadvertently growled at the arousing feeling of her plump little rear pressing against his erection. He pulled her even tighter against his form. “Are you daddy J’s soft, dainty, preciously beautiful little bunny?” the Joker coed in Stacey’s ear.

“Yesss,” Stacey breathed as the Jokers sneaky hand made it’s way to her lower front where he began to gently stroke her pussy.

“Yes what little girl?” he whispered hoarsely.

“Yes daddy J,” Stacey moaned.

Stacey could almost feel him smiling behind her. “Good girl.” He gently forced her to bend over where he admired her adorably round backside and her sweet tight entrance that was now open and ready to accept his aching manhood.

“Oooh Jack my wimpy disgustingly romantic fairy, wouldn’t it be fun to rape the little Gordon brat in the ass right about now hmm? That tight sweet little ass beckoning us to it. Even tighter than that sweet tasting pussy of hers. And she wouldn’t even see it coming. It would be quite a hoot! Oooh yes we just love to hear her scream don’t we?”

“Fuck off Joker! Go back to your hole. This is MY moment!”

“No, no, no, no she’s my little project Jackie boy. If it wasn’t for me, you’d of never had the balls to kidnap her in the first place. Our little Emma Napier look alike.”

“This is my turn Joker. My turn. Keep your ass in the darkness, deep in that black pit where I’ve spent the passed eight years. In hell.”

The Joker felt his eye twitch as the voices in his head had a brief argument. But ultimately Jack won again this time. Stacey felt him brushing the head of his penis against her open entrance, and she wondered why he was hesitating. Then she almost leapt out of her skin when the Joker suddenly slid it inside of her with a brute force. He let out an animalistic growl as he slammed his fist against the wall, battling whatever force lied deep within his brain struggling to come out.

He got a handle on his personalities, and trailed his fingernails across Stacey’s back. Then grabbing both of her sides, he pulled her against his hips, slamming his penis deep inside her entrance. The sounds of Stacey’s buttocks slapping against the Joker’s pelvis combined with the gentle sound of water splattering against the Joker’s back, echoed throughout the bathroom.

Jack groaned along with Stacey, growling loudly like a starving wolf that had just tore into its first meal during a harsh barren winter. Within this highly aroused state, the Joker also came forth along with Jacks personality. Now it was almost as if they were working together as they pounded into Stacey.

“My god you’re sexy. That adorable little ass!” The Joker groaned and gave Stacey’s bottom a good smack, hard enough to leave a mark. He reached underneath and grabbed her breasts. “Jesus, I could just eat you alive! Christ, Christ aaah!” The Joker groaned louder than he ever had before during sex with Stacey. Or was it Jack? He was so aroused at this point he couldn’t decide who was getting the most pleasure out of this, nor did he care.

Finally, yanking her little body as hard as possible against his own body, the Joker climaxed into Stacey with one final masculine groan. They almost collapsed into the bathtub, as both lovers were completely exhausted at this point. The Joker slowly pulled his large penis out of Stacey’s vagina and gently helped her up into his strong arms where the Joker, with Jack currently his dominant personality for the time being, lovingly kissed her on the top of her head.

“That was…amazing beautiful,” The Joker panted. Stacey giggled a little, also a bit out of breath. The Joker turned off the water and carefully helped Stacey out of the shower. He grabbed a towel off the wrack and immediately focused on drying her off first before he dried off himself. He chuckled down on her dotingly, and ruffled her hair with the towel. “Did you enjoy it too baby bunny?” He asked in his unusually loving ‘Jack’ voice.

“Yes daddy J,” Stacey said in her obedient tone. The Joker grinned heartily again. He did so love how that Quake Cranes drug had affected Stacey. He didn’t know wither he should thank the annoying Doctor, or still continue with his plans to turn him into a real stuffed scarecrow. Well the idea of stuffing him with straw still sounded like more fun. The Joker inwardly snickered at this.

Speaking of Doctor Cranes drugs…

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The Joker now sat there dumbfounded as Stacey giggled uncontrollably, her face pink from being out of breath. The Joker had dressed her in his favorite outfit that he so loved making her wear, that cute little schoolgirl outfit. Then, reassuring her that he had to make sure she completely got that sick bug out of her system, he fixed her some very special soup. Some special soup loaded with Doctor Cranes happy powder that is. The Joker was anticipating another rejection from Stacey’s body, and he made sure to have a pan handy just in case. But instead of uncontrollable vomiting, he got an extra giddy Stacey who was now laughing hysterically as if she had been pumped with nitrous oxide.

What was in this stuff anyway? This was the most unpredictable drug he had ever encountered! What was that quake brewing in that little science lab of his? He had to know! How could it cause Stacey to violently reject it one moment, to acting like an extremely happy drunk the next? Perhaps her body had just gotten used to it and now she was experiencing its full affects?

Whatever the reason, the Joker somewhat liked this change in Stacey. He laughed along with her, as her maniacal laughter was quite infectious. “What’s so funny anyway little bunny, hmm?” he asked, grinning ear to ear and showing her all of his teeth.

“Oh-you-ha!” Stacey tried getting out in between laughing so hard. “Urm I dunno daddy J!” she giggled in a childlike voice, which seemed to go along nicely with the outfit he made her wear. “You know, hehe, haha!” she giggled some more, falling over on the bed as the Joker continued to glare down at her.

“Yes? What’s so funny kiddo hmm?”

“Oh well um..don’t take this the wrong way but, uh,” Stacey started, and she put a dainty hand over her mouth to try and stifle her giggles. “But uh, daddy J, I do love ya and all but, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you use a tooth brush. And uh, it kinda shows,” Stacey bravely stated, not realizing who exactly it was that she was talking to. She was like an overly brave and bluntly honest drunkard.

The smile immediately wiped off of the Joker’s face, and that frequent urge to toss her over his lap and whip her callously with his belt returned. His expression now dangerously grave and unmoved, he crawled on top of her and glared into her face angrily. “What. Did. You. Say?” he growled.

“Oh, hee, daddy J I was just, um, oh relax! It would just look better if you brushed your teeth you know,” she chuckled some more. “At least ONCE in a while!” ignoring his obviously intimidating gaze, Stacey exploded into another fit of laughter, rolling around on the bed. She couldn’t help it.

That little brat! He’d rip off her clothes and whip her to where she was within an inch of her life! Whip her until she was crying and begging him to stop and assuring him how beautiful his smile really was! He would make her grovel at his feet begging him for forgiveness! He would make her pay! He would make her scream! He would make her wish she had never opened her mouth! He would…

No. No he wouldn’t.

The Joker huffed in her face and launched himself off of the bed. He stomped to the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him, locking it on the other side. Stacey, who was still giggling and now petting an excitable Ace, sat up in the bed. “Um...Daddy J?” her laughter died down a bit. Now her hidden sensitive side worried that she had really hurt his feelings.

She stood up and slowly walked over to the bathroom door and listened in. “Daddy J?” she lightly tapped on the door. She heard water running on the other side. Stacey jumped when the Joker suddenly ripped open the door and glared down at her grumpily. Stacey backed away from him a little, surprised at how violently he had ripped open the door.

He slowly sauntered toward her, resulting in Stacey taking a few nervous steps back. “Daddy J…come on. I didn’t mean it like that,” she gulped.

The Joker didn’t say a word. He continued to glare at her with a serious expression. Then he suddenly flashed her his teeth, which Stacey noticed appeared to be a little less dirty than before. He leaned down and blew into her face. Stacey could smell the scent of mint toothpaste. “There. That better for you, you little brat?”

Stacey breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled. “Yes, much better!” The Joker’s eyes widened when Stacey suddenly planted a forceful kiss on his lips. “Much better for kissing too!” she giggled.

The Joker couldn’t stop himself from chuckling at this. He ruffled her hair and pulled her into another affectionate hug. She was just being so damn adorable.

God he really hated Jack.

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The Joker ordered Stacey to stay up in her room while he and his men had a very important meeting. He made it a point that he would spank her silly if he even caught her opening the door before he told her it was okay to come out. He told her that his reason for this was that he and the other big scary men would be talking about some very disturbing things that pretty little girls shouldn’t be hearing. Things about the evil Batman and her horrible ex father. Things that could warp her sweet ‘innocent’ mind.

Of course the real reason for this was that he would be discussing something very important with his men about Stacey herself. He would be mentioning his plans to thwart Batman too naturally, but he wanted to make extra sure that his idiots didn’t ruin his carefully constructed little project. He wanted to keep Stacey this way. And while discussing plans about Batman and taking over Gotham city with his men he couldn’t take the chance of Stacey hearing something that she shouldn’t.

“And just to make myself perfectly clear, if any of you even let one iota of idiotic garble slip out of those apish mouths of yours I swear on my mother’s grave I’ll….”

“Daddy J!” The Joker and all of his men nearly jumped five feet out of their chairs as a bubbly female voice echoed across the dining room cutting off the Joker in the middle of his speech. The Joker’s mouth almost dropped to the floor when he saw Stacey trotting into the room in her schoolgirl outfit and pigtails, happily grinning at him. “Daddy J! It’s boring up in that room all by myself! What don’t you want me to hear anyway? I’m a big girl you know! I can…”

“Stacey Gordon!” The Joker suddenly roared, almost causing all of his men to duck underneath the large dining room table. He abruptly stood up and nearly knocked his chair over then began berating Stacey as if she were a misbehaving child. “I specifically told you to stay in that room didn’t I?!” he growled, ready to drag her back up to that room and throw her over his knee right there.

Stacey flinched as the Joker scolded her, and she put her hands cutely behind her back as if she were a little girl who had just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She flashed him her best puppy dog expression, hoping she could win him over with her cuteness. “But…”

“But?” the Joker growled, stomping towards her and crossing his arms over his chest, preparing to carry her back up those stairs.

“But, but uh…um,” Stacey twiddled her fingers as the Joker’s eyes bore into her soul. She shivered under his stern gaze. He drummed his fingers on his arm as if he were waiting for her to give him a proper answer. Stacey’s mind raced and with help of those odd drugs, she reverted back to a childlike state. For some reason her gymnastics training came back to her. She reverted back to a time when she was practicing in her elementary school gym. “Um, did I ever show you that I can do this?” Stacey smiled sheepishly up at her self appointed master.

Then out of nowhere, she did a full on cartwheel across the room. The Joker raised his eyebrows. He was once again dumbfounded. The rest of his men were also stunned. Some of them clapped and whistled. Stacey giggled and then bowed before her audience after her little cartwheel display. Then she did another one, only this time her clumsiness came forth and she collapsed onto the hardwood floor. “Ow.” She didn’t realize that she hadn’t done cartwheels in years and she was a little bigger now.

The Joker immediately rushed to her aid, much to his henchmen’s confusion. He picked her up in his arms and cradled her. “Are you okay little bunny?” he asked in a much softer voice than his men had ever heard come out of their boss. It was his Jack voice, for Jack had come out briefly once more.

“Uh…uh yeah,” Stacey giggled. “Um put me down and let me try again. That was fun!”

The Joker couldn’t stop himself from smiling down at his little pet. She was quite amusing. “No….no I don’t think so,” he chuckled. And then he started laughing hysterically. Stacey laughed along with him, her laughter almost sounding as psychotic as his. The Joker’s eerie distinctive laugh echoed throughout the mansion. It sent a shiver up his men’s spines. Even when his laughter was good natured it still sounded uncanny to them for it was the same laughter he used whenever he tortured a victim.

“Oh little bunny,” the Joker said in an amused voice, almost in tears from laughing so hard. He looked down at Stacey who was still cradled in his arms as his henchmen watched this scene with bewilderment. “You’re acrobatic, but quite clumsy aren’t you? Why…you’re a regular little harlequin.”

And then, another interesting idea entered the Joker’s jumpy brain. Hmmm.

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Too sappy? Oh well, don't care. I don't like writing about overly violent sex ALL the time. sometimes I want to have a little sappy sweet romance too lol. It's all Jack's fault. Now the Joker is the best of both worlds. A mean and dominant side but a Jack side to keep him tame when needed ;). I have some more interesting plans coming up too lol.